Terrible Luck

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Sorry for not updating in a while! 😕 sorry for a shorter chapter.
Pov: Peter
Wow. Of course. Of course, I'm the one who gets hurt. Come on!! THERES A MILLION PEOPLE IN THIS WORLD AND YOU PICK ME?! Me?! To be ATTACKED BY EVERYTHING?! I look around at the room I'm in. There's a black chalk board on one of the walls. I see a white piece of chalk sitting by it. The worst nightmare walks in and takes my handcuffs off. Nightmare: "Ready from some tests?" He grabs my arm and pulls me into a room. He pushes me in and I fall onto the cold floor. He locks the door. There's a tv on the wall. He turns the Tv on and plays a old video of Willow singing.... I don't even know where he got it from. The floor is freezing cold... and there's cold tears dripping down my face. I look around the room and see a small piece of paper. I pick up the paper and open it... it says "I've lost hope of seeing you again. I miss you." I don't know what it means... but I put it into my pocket anyway. I try to stop listening to Willows voice.. but it's hard not to.. her voice is so calming....

Time skip

I wake up on the cold floor. I look around. I'm in the same room. I look at the tv and there's a video of Willow dancing around.. how did he get these videos? He must of got them off my phone...   I'm freezing. I stand up off the floor and punch the wall as hard as I can. I punch it again and again until my fists bleed. I sit down and hide in the corner, the cold floor digging into my knees.

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